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throughout the bulk of the trip, i could feel something throbbing at the back of my head, as we took the plane, coach, ferry rides, the walks, the performances, the rehearsals, the phototaking sessions. i can't put them all in words, my england's not great enough to transform words into emotions. nevertheless, i'm referring to the realization of the departure from the band, of a handful of great persons who've been really, really inspiring to me. the gold, the marks and our proud musical achievement as an ACJC Concert Band didn't hit me; it was the small moments i could spend with them that did. i'm quite deprived of seniors actually, in my previous band especially with my section, where i had no section seniors after my sec2 year. it could count as one of the many reasons why i decided to join the acjc band, after spending many weeks with them starting from the day after o levels, until my postings were out. i guess i can say that these were the ones who convinced me to call up a very,very surprised crystal, who was in charge of the appealees on that morning, to ask to appeal into acjc. i don't know what else to say. just have total respect for these guys. david. re-uniting in the same band after four years was down to fate, something i really believe in. don't know why, but i still can recall, as a sec1 recruit, being really jealous of this ac barker sec 2 guy in our shared tutorials room in the red level in acsi, when he could play a scale for more than an octave when asked to, by the tutor. (something i believed was impossible, last time. haha.) i've to agree that your entries show the other side of you people can really look up to. i'll cherish the train rides. and hehe, i still know who's your dream three-part wife in the band. vivienne. someone i can talk to about anything. lately about frequency levels and observations. and the shoe-stepping fever. i cannot ask for a better section mate. the muse: a night to remember '06 hunchback solo sums up everything. crystal. i cannot ask for a better mum. or for better words. or for better encouragement at the rightest time. thow. we both breathe band. i doubt anyone can ever emulate him. maybe you don't know him well enough, maybe you weren't his junior for 4 years and counting, but you must never doubt the amount of heart he has for the band. really. i'm grateful we could catch up in sydney, great one. thanks. angie. i cannot ask for a better godma either. there's always this peaceful smile on her face everytime i see her, even when she's really ill. great, great person. i won't forget bize telling me how you came into my room to see if i was getting better in sydney, and folding my clothes after that. how godma-ish. haha. arthur. another one with the peaceful smile on his face everytime i see him. i think he should get married with angie, and i can bet on how their kids will look like. the amount of passion he has for music is really admirable. i hope our paths can cross someday, hopefully in music, and i really respect you as a musician. not to mention ruth, fyedee, and qinyi. for working their butts off, and inspiring. at times, we see the fugly sides. but things balance up nicely themselves sometimes, when we get reminded of these people and all the positives come to mind. eventually, it's worth it. soon, it'll be time when we're the seniors. performed 17:43 ©
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